Chapter 218

Richie  retracted his hand, he knew this could happen but still felt flustered at this gentle lady turning so feisty all of a sudden.

Megan’s pleading eyes plucked at his heart. She reached out to capture his hand closer to her.

“I’m sorry...please don’t leave me?”

“Im here till the end sweetheart. I always keep to my promises. You still want me to rub your back?”

“ahuh, when the next contraction comes....” She only nodded, lifting herself she floated gentle in the water.

Music filtered through the air while Megan relaxed; giving her throbbing body the rest it needed before the next contraction struck.

Sarah saw it coming before Richie. She was sitting at the edge of the pool, giving Megan the freedom she wanted while being there if she suddenly needed her.

“Ok Megan, I know you feel tired honey, but breath, work through this pain.....”

“Ooooh shit.” Was all Richie could mumble before she hit the next gulf of pain.

Sweat pearled on her brow, her body shivered as intense ripples sliced through her.

“I cant do this! I want Jon..WHERE  THE HELL IS HE??!!”

“Damn if I know honey, but don’t you worry I’ll rip his balls out when he comes home..Meg....sweetie...uumm...my hand...”

“SHUT UP will you?! A baby is fighting her way down my vagina and you whine about your hand?! SHIT MEN!!! Ooooh God....”

Richie watched as her tight tummy contracted painfully. Megan tried to keep afloat but the pain prevented her from doing so...She needed some support.

As the pain subsided so did Megan’s soft moans. Grabbing a wet cloth, Richie wiped her brow, inching the sweaty tendrils from her face.

“Richie why don’t you get in the pool with Megan?”

“EXCUSE ME?!”

If the situation wasn’t so serious she might have just ripped a new hole.  The expression on his handsome face was comical. For a moment Sarah thought he might cut and run.

“Would it be ok with you Megan?”

She nodded.

Standing up, Richie studied the pool for any foreign objects. Feeling two pairs of eyes’ penetrating stare he cleared his throat.

“Lemme change into shorts ..I’ll be back.”

Turning on his heel he cursed his best friend like he had never done. The fucker was gonna get it good!

Megan was treading water gentle when he came back. Sliding in behind her, he stared at Sarah questionly. He didn’t want to utter a word for fear of having his balls ripped out or something.

“Ok  now Richie,  let Megan rest on your outstretched legs, give her the freedom , if she wants your support, she’ll settle down, if not, let her float . Just go with it..you’ll know. Ok here we go guys.”

Megan’s frame stiffened as she felt the full force of the contraction. Grabbing his thighs , her grip  was like steel bands. Seeing her struggle to keep afloat he reached his arms upwards to support her frame.

“NO! Dont touch me!!!”

Richie gasped at the vehemence in her voice, he couldn’t see her face but he could swear she was spitting like a damn cobra.

His heart was galloping away in his chest, he could feel how she suffered as her body coiled and relaxed under the merciless contractions...

“Richie..please rub here...”

She grabbed his hand unceremoniously, planting it on her stomach.

Doing as he was told, he circled softly.

“Harder dammit!”

“Ok..ok geeshh!” He was positively sweating. God in heaven when was this going to be over?!

After a few rounds of vigorous massaging, she spread her hand onto his, pressing his palm against her skin.

It was over.

“I’m tired...”

“Lets have a quick look....Aaah just as I thought. Ok Megan, Richie we are now in the transition phase. Things are going to speed up. You are 9 cm dilated.”

Speed up? His eyes screamed at the woman hovering over Megan.

“Hang in there...” she winked.

As if Sarah woke the labour demon, Megan started having contractions one after the other. She whimpered through them, fighting bravely to help her baby to enter the world.  A steady frame and deft hands showed their unwavering support while gentle whispers urged her to keep strong.

~~~

Jon and Dorothea slid into the car. A dark object caught his eye.

“Shit! I forgot the phone in the car!”

Picking it up he wanted to check for messages only to be greeted with a non responsive phone.

“Guess it’ll have to wait till I’m home.”

Something niggled at the back of his mind, knowing that Richie will somehow contact him if something was wrong he forced it back, indicating before he turned towards home.

Reaching home he smiled when he recognised Sarah’s car. She was a regular visitor since Megan entered her third trimester.

“I think we’ll find the girls on the patio, sipping on some juice. “

“If I know Megan, she’ll be savouring something sweet too. Thats going to be one sweet baby when she arrives!”

Opening the door, Jon frowned as he saw the servants hustling around and talking animatedly to each other. They froze as the man of the house stepped into the front door. They greeted him excitedly.

What the hell was going on?

“She’s upstairs.” Someone offered.

Taking the steps two by two, he felt his heart jumped into his throat as he heard whimpers of pain and Richie’s strong voice coaxing.

Megan was so thrown into the pain, she wasn’t aware of the pale man entering the bedroom.